New Found Glory and Tribulation

A brand new world isn't always wonderful

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An elderly man approaches you as you reach for a tome. “Hey there,” he says as he licks his chapped lips and cracks a couple spindly fingers “We have plenty of tomes for you, perhaps you would like to hear about this continent of Iterion. Yes, yes! I can tell you’re new!” The man grabs his chin as he rubs it, “It isn’t that difficult to see even with my vision. Maybe you would like to talk about the capital of Rayenon perhaps. I even have a few other colorful chaps that I think you would like to know about. Now might I ask, should I add you and your story to this wealth of knowledge?” A large tome is slammed down in front of you as the pages fly past faster than you can read and seemingly never ending; until it finally stops on a single blank page, somehow still in the very center of the tome!
“Don’t worry I know about how you got here, yes the other land is being ravaged. I’m aware, but you can start with your home and how the war has caused you to get here.” (The man reaches out to you with his elderly hand) “Well?”